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April 16 2004

Stop whining you jammy farang bastard

Stop whining you jammy farang bastard

This is the edited version of a brick-bat hurled by a fella calling himself Objective Observer. It's a bit of a rant but he does make a very good point.

Why not return to wherever the hell you come from and get a dose of reality? You'd crawl on your knees like dogs for any women close to a Thai girl if you were back home and you damn well know it. You guys are living in paradise and are so jaded or angry that you don't even know it. You ought to get off the slamming of Thai bar girls too, as it indicates your total ignorance of the real world. You lucky bastards live in a sexual paradise and whine and whine. You can spend a night in Bangkok with a wet-dream girl for the price of admission to a lap-dance joint anywhere else in the entire first world. You guys have it made and you don't even know it.

His comment was directed at me but I'll say a few words in my defence later. In the meantime, I want to share a story about a guy who used to be my friend. Let's call him Keith Misery.

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Keith lives in a luxurious serviced apartment in the best part of Bangkok. The maid comes in daily and he doesn't have to do a thing for himself. He has plenty of money and works only when he feels like it. He also has an ever-changing stable of beautiful young girls who drop by regularly to suck his cock. Is he happy? No, he isn't. In fact, he's one of the most miserable buggers I've ever met. We used to go drinking together quite often and I would pretend to be sympathetic but it finally got to the stage where I just couldn't stand the sound of his whining voice anymore. The saddest part of this story is that, before Keith moved to Thailand, he was a really top bloke.

Incidentally, pop superstar Robbie Williams reckons that the beautiful models he shags every night are only interested in his fame and wealth. The poor lad reportedly feels very down about it. Boo hoo, Robbie - dry your fucking eyes before I poke them out with a stick.

We all know that it's "better to travel hopefully than to arrive" and that "you should be careful what you wish for because you might just get it" but, in my view, Thailand really is just a few steps away from bloke paradise. I don't understand why so many resident farangs can't stop whining.

Believe me, Objective Observer, I love living in Thailand; I really do. I spent 20 miserable years working as a wage-slave in a corporate cubicle before I managed to escape. Actually, to be more precise, it was an open-plan office. We don't have cubicles in Europe - they seem to be unique to America. I guess it gives the employees somewhere to hide when their disgruntled co-workers burst in with automatic weapons.

Here's the actual passage that provoked Objective Observer's righteous anger:

Having already exhausted the full repertoire of both the History and Discovery Channels, I'm praying that there's something decent on National Geographic. If not, I'll have to resort to making conversation with my girlfriend - or even shagging her during daylight hours.

(See: I fucking hate Songkran)

And this is the conclusion he drew:

You again reveal the contempt you have toward Thai women.

You're an American, Objective Observer. You probably don't fully understand my quaint British sense of humour so I'll explain. Where I come from, we often take the piss out of our nearest and dearest. It's perfectly normal and we do it for fun.

Let's say that you're in a pub with your mates and one of them is wearing a ridiculous orange jacket (because some tart in a boutique told him that it was fashionable). In America, you'd say "Nice jacket. I'm told that orange is the new black" but in England we'd say "Why are you dressed like a cunt?" and then pause to enjoy the laughter of the whole group. The man in orange would be laughing too but then he would wear the bloody thing every day for the next 10 years just to piss the rest of us off. Do you get the joke now?

I love living in Thailand almost as much as I love my Thai girlfriend (See: In praise of Thai girlfriends). Why do some people find this so hard to believe?

[Posted to Farang Life by David]

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Readers' comments

Cynic says:

Hi David:

One of the occasional moments I do get depressed in Thailand is when visiting sites like nanaplaza.com, stickman and to a lesser extent this site. The saving grace of mango sauce in that regard, is that you dish up the horror stories with lashings of good humour.

I'd guess that most of the whining foreigners came here for the women and are now whining because of the same women. The amount of times I've heard 50 -60 year old Farangs in this country whinge because they can't find a 25 year old Thai girl who will "love me for me, not my money" is laughable. Trust me it is not advisable to turn around to someone like that and say: "it's 'cause your an old cunt."

These kind of guys seem to go from optimism to pessimism without ever approaching realism.

David says:

Cynic - Wise words, mate. There are also plenty of old fellas having the time of their lives in Thailand but, as you imply, the the secret of post-retirement happiness is to have realistic expectations - David

georgy best says:

well done lads, women are only good for two things....

observing teh quality of teh pyramid you make out of champagne glasses and cooking your tea...

there used to be another thing, can't remember though.....

Errant says:

You perform for the American readership a valuable service in elaborating upon the use of rhetorical effects. The Americans, an immensely practical people, look upon any sort of oblique communication as not only impractical but as indeed an act of social irresponsibility. Go so far as to try a little absurdity and you may be subject to arrest.

In the future, when referring to the Thai femaleówhether skank-ho hoochie mama muffin or hi-so head of air-supported hairókindly alert the American reader to any intended rhetorical effect so as to avert any misunderstanding.

Fingers says:

Lay off my orange jacket Mr David or I'll bite your ear off and spit in the hole.

David says:

Sorry mate. I would have mentioned your ìpuffyî shirt instead but the implausibility of any right-thinking fella wearing such a thing might have undermined the credibility of the piece.

osgood is good says:

i've seen both jacket and shirt............ one word.......... mincer

markoinbangkok says:

Great story as usual!

Cheers,

Marko

Chris says:

Fingers, I doubt even the poor buggers who work in sainsburys would stand to have such a satorial faux pas thrust upon them. The future is bright, the future is not orange.

tasty says:

Poor Fingers. How well I remember the occasion. It was September 1995 and We were in Hill Street Blues in Amsterdam when this shameful vision in orange appeared. I'll never forget it but occasionally it slips to the back of my mind. Thank you for reminding us David. It should never be allowed to lie.

Rick H. says:

As I sit in my miserable little cubicle, awash in flourescent light, reading MangoSuace articles and daydraming of Thailand, I re-count the number of days until I arrive at Don Muang with plans of staying in BKK long term.

But alas, my American "sensibilities" begin to betray me. Give up a secure job (not bad paying either)? Spend a large portion of your life savings on such frivolity? What irresponsible nonsense is this?

Then agian, what about "carpe diem!", and living each day as if it is your last? You only go around once ya know!

What to do... what to do?

My decision remains in limbo.... but congratulations to those of you who took the plunge and pursued the life you wanted, and on your own terms.

For now at least, i live vicariously through your experiences.

Ragtopmuse says:

Hey, I must defend America and my American mates. We have a sense of humor, just like Benny Hill and John Cleese. Let me show you:

Knock Knock ...

Nicko says:

Go on then...


Who's there?

Nick says:

To Rick H, I don't think for one minute that the irresponsible ones survive here, but, perhaps, for the saving grace of immense wealth. I think many play up to this persona here, but these apparently care-free and irresponsible people are in fact smart enough to know the ins and outs of Thailand enough to make the best of what they have, make more of it, and do a lot more than just shagging and drinking.

lost in america says:

Was first introduced to southeast asia in 1966 and have never quite gotten over the experience. I am 59 years old now and think many times daily of retireing to thailand. I went last year for two weeks and almost cried when I had to leave. The pace here is hectic, the people cranky and stoned faced, and the women think they are God's gift to the world. Thai girls may not be the loves of our lives that we may desire but at least they are friendly, playful, and make you feel like a man. I am tired of living in the cold when I can live someplace where it's warm, if you know what I mean.

Prufrock says:

Lost in America: The guys on this board, the ones that are actually here, that is, never age.

dingdongrb says:

"This use of Henny’s signature line leaves me open to facile characterization as an aging farang with only a few years to live." - Prufrock

Damn Pruie, Make up your mind, are you gonna die, or are you not aging...geeez

lost in America says:

Thanks, Prufrock. I appreciate the sentiment. I spent a total of 2 1/2 years in Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam, and Japan. Probably not too long by most expat standards but I can say with certainty that the experience changes you forever. I envy you guys living in Thailand and hope to be one of you soon. I love the culture and the Thai people in general. The girls (and I don't mean the bar girls though I've had fun with them also) are terrific. I met several professional, very pretty, young thai women, university educated and holding down good jobs. I love the place. Most american women just can't compete.

Prufrock says:

Hey Nick: You response to Nick H., for whom I have the utmost regard as he tends to his responsibilities all the while plotting his escape, like some latter-day Count of Monte Cristo: your response was just perfect.

And might I add, that if there were NOT the hurdles and vicissitudes in play that keep this strange place at a challenging level, Bangkok could really get to be a drudge.

Really, I do not envy the vacationers. Not one bit. The guys who have to leave, or the broke-ass twats who stay, penniless, trying scam after witless scam to scape a living off the streets.

I like to line up with the guys who've found a way to get their papers in order, make good money and live a good life.. . . . Guys like Mr. Johnny Tokyo and Mr. notImtiazmuqbil.

Getting out of the house for fabulous sex more often than most guys back home get out to buy a pack of cigarettes has its good points as well.

(winky ;-)

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